MAKING MUSIC 20/03/201705/08/2020 ~ Che This guitar I remember Was once a part of my life A most tender member A most precious joint The soil of the start The point of the matter The giver of self, she gave herself up… This guitar I remember. – Che Chidi Chukwumerije. Share this:EmailTelegramPinterestPocketTwitterFacebookTumblrLinkedInWhatsAppSkypePrintRedditLike this:Like Loading... Related
Lovely, as always!
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🙂 You are the kindest, Deana.
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Love this poem, thank you
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Thank you, Ebun.
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